Nora’s POVI jolted up from sleep.My breathing was ragged, and I was soaking in an ocean of my own sweat. I had a terrible night mare, but as weird as it would sound, I didn’t remember what it was all about, no matter how I tried to.I tried to steady myself to know what was actually going on, but I kept seeing things in twos. I noticed some odd things. Firstly, the room was bigger.That wasn’t all. It was so exquisitely furnished. It looked like a room meant for a royal. I squeezed my eyes. I willing myself to concentrate. And just like magic, I was sane.I looked at the corner, and my heart raced. There was a figure at the door.“Aaargh!!!” I yelled."Sshh, you will wake them up,” the voice said.“Who are you?” I asked. The figure slowly walked toward me. With shaky hands, I touched her face as she came into my view.“Claire?” She shook her head. "Mila,” she smiled.“I know you might be wondering how you came here." I looked around, and the room had changed. I slowly nodded. “I aske
Malia’s POVThe first thing I saw when I woke was the Alpha, staring at me. In all honesty, he didn’t look pleased to see me.He growled.“Start talking!”I shuddered. I looked around to realize that I was surrounded by the pack army, Hercules, and Zen. My heart broke at the expression Zen wore on his face. I wanted to have him in my arms. And tell him that this is not what it seems.Hercules gestured for Michael to calm down."You are scaring her,” he said."Well, I don’t care!” Michael walked off.I sat there as the pack doctor tried to check my temperature. Zen did not say anything, and he walked off too. I sat up immediately and was about to move.“Drink this; it will help with the wounds,” the pack doctor said. She looked at me, as if daring me to stand up and leave. I nodded, "Thank you.” I took it from her and began to gulp the liquid down. I winced. It was too sour.“Sip it. It’s not water,” the doctor said without sparing me a glance. She took a file and walked out to meet th
Michael’s POVI walked into my tent, and Hercules followed closely behind me. My bed was still unmade. It reminded me of how I had woken up.“What was that about, Agnar?”I sighed and ran my hands through my hair."Brother, you were on her tail, like she was already an enemy. Is there something you know that I don’t know?” He raised an eyebrow.I put my hands on my waist. "Come sit; I will tell you.”Hercules didn’t take his eyes off me as he dragged me away. "I'm listening, bro.”.“Do you remember that letter Nora had written before she left?" Hercules nodded."I noticed an anomaly there. Nora had asked that I don’t look for her and that I should take care of our son.”"Yes," Hercules said, as his face wore a pensive look."Then a few days later, Dylan went missing.” I said."Yes, it poses a great concern, but I think it has to do with who Nora went to," says Hercules.“Jake Farrell,” I said, gritting my teeth."Yes, that’s our only bet. I mean, I don’t want to think that another per
Mila’s POV“I wonder how this has been for you.” Nora said. I gave her a smile. A sad one."But maybe after you got your powers, things became easier for you, right?” Nora asked. I shook my head, still wearing that sad look on my face.“No dear. It was harder; that alpha left me in the woods, and I was kidnapped by wolf hunters,” I said."How did you meet Jake then?” Nora said. And then I went down memory lane. Memories that made me regret ever having powers.*************************************************************************************“Get the fuck up animals; there is work in the kitchen!” the cook said, and spit from her mouth landed on my face. I dragged myself to a sitting position. I wiped my face and sighed.I was getting used to being tried like this. Since I was sold to this pack, all I have been treated with is filth. My buyer was a palace guard who was so greedy. He made passes at me, but when I refused, he made sure I was not only working in the kitchen but also th
Mila’s POV“Any news on Malia?” I asked my maid."Nothing, your majesty,” she bowed."Oh, Malia, where could you be?" I flopped down on the bed and let out a deep sigh.The spell was to be done, but Malia has been absent. She was supposed to be here. Did the Alpha of the Nexton pack find out? Was she in trouble? A million thoughts ran through my mind.“What of the werewolf, the one that was sent to kill her?” I asked.“He never got back,” she replied. My heart skipped a beat. Oh, sister, where are you? I began to regret telling Jake that Malia was in need of the spell. I mean, I and Claire can do it, but it would be hard, but it was possible. I wanted to die when I heard a werewolf assassin sent to her. But by stopping him, he couldn’t have his way with Nora.The poor girl seemed good. It’s a pity she's caught up in all this mess. I sat up abruptly. I need to do something. I can’t just watch Malia be killed.“Prepare the bath water. Pour in the scenting oils. I need to do something.”
Nora’s POVI am by the water. By the famous palace beach.The wind blew quietly, producing a whistling sound that was turned into music. The trees danced side by side, in tune with the music, thanks to the wind. I sat under a tree, absorbing everything. Absorbing nature like a wet sponge. The sanest I have ever been since I got to the Vivian Pack Since I got my own pack. I look at the people around me. The maids. The guards. The pack members. They are staring at me, like I am a stranger. Like I am the enemy. The maids stare at me the most, like a book on the wrong shelf. Although I see the pity in some of them,Thanks to Mila, she bullied the guards to let me out of the room after I was caught talking with her. Just like Jake had said, if I asked for Dylan one more time, he would present me with a box of my son’s body parts and send it off to Michael. That night, I wept. I hated my life and how I was fated to be with the wrong people.“What are you thinking?” Mila sat down on the sand
Michael’s POVI watched as the people settled in. They were happy. I could see the relief wash over their faces as they did so.I turned to Zen, and he gave me a tight smile. I tried to talk to Hercules. He was always giving me one-word replies. I left and went to the riverside.Alone in the quiet of the night, I sit beneath the blanket of stars, pondering the decisions that have shaped the fate of my pack. As the alpha, the weight of responsibility rests heavy on my shoulders, a burden I willingly carry for the safety and well-being of my family. As much as I might have acted that way with Malia, my intents are from a good place. That was what I tried to explain to Hercules, but he wasn’t giving me a listening ear.I recall the choices made during times of hardship, when food was scarce and danger lurked in the shadows. How I carried the weight of the pack. The sleepless nights.Each decision was carefully weighed, balancing the needs of the pack with the risks we faced. Sometimes, s
Claire’s POVI paced my quarters.“How could Jake shut me up?” I said it aloud. “To make it worse in front of Nora and the other girl, who looked just like me? I narrowed my eyes. No way. I will never let Nora laugh at me. My blood boiled as I remembered that smirk on her face. I have never wanted anything but to kill her. I turned to my dressing table. There my aphrodisiac sat. I grabbed it and poured a good amount of it all over me. I concentrated on my neck. Jake loved to give me love bites. Then I left for his room.“Your highness is in a very important meeting,” a guard said, stopping me from entering Jake's room.“I don’t care!” I pushed him aside and went in. True to his swords, Jake was in a meeting with what seemed like the pack army. The moment he saw me, a smirk appeared on his face.“You all should leave,” he ordered. They all scurried away. The moment I saw that the room was empty, Jake dragged me closer.“Brave of you to disturb my meeting,” he said.“You said you would
Nora’s POV5 years later“Nora! Come on, we will be late,” Michael yelled from downstairs.“Coming!” I ran downstairs. But at a slow pace, “please hold her,” I handed Danielle to her father.Today was a game day for Dylan. He had begged us all to come. And when I mean all, I mean me, Michael, Hercules, Mia, Malia, and Zen.Michael cleared his schedule, and for the others, they didn’t have much to do in the park. I was also lucky that my 1-year-old daughter was not fussy today.A lot has happened since I got married to Michael. After I was made Luna, my previous pack came to apologize for some of the things they had done to me. I forgave them. Michael had pity on them; instead of taking ownership of the pack, he made one of them an Alpha, and the moon goddess did the choosing. Hercules and Mia had their child, Arla. Four years ago, she was the most beautiful child I had ever had. She keeps Hercules on his toes, just like her mother. As for Zen, Malia is 5 months old. We also cannot wai
Nora’s POV6 days later.I was woken up by a pesky mosquito that wouldn’t stop screaming in my ear, no matter how I tried to swat it away sleepily. It was on my third attempt that I mistakenly smacked myself across the face. I felt an excruciating pain in my head.“Aargh!!!” I cried. It was then that I took in my environment. I recognized the room. I tried to move more, but I couldn’t. I realized there was an IV drip connected to my wrist."Guys, she’s up,” I heard someone say from outside of the room. Then they all come in. Malia, Zen, Hercules, and Mia. They had a huge grin on their faces.“Hi guys,” I smiled back. “Where is Michael?’’ I blurted. They all turned their gazes to the side, and there he was. Sleeping on a small cushion. He was a giant in that chair."Aww,” my heart melted. The girls chuckled as the guys laughed. I think that was what woke him up. He stirred around and was about to fall off the chair, but he caught himself. He peaked an eye open as he stared at everyone’
Michael’s POVAll through the night, I felt like someone was calling out to me. My wolf was awakened. I had to do something to calm him down. I had to go towards where I heard that voice. I stood up and began to walk.“Where are you going?” Hercules turned to me. Someone was going into the underground house. The one we saw Zen go into last night.“I need to go in,” I said as I began pacing.“If you do, we would get caught. We still have no plans yet,” Hercules said. I nodded. He had a point, but the longer I stayed without going towards where my wolf was leading me, the more agitated I was. I kept pacing till I had it up to here."Okay, fuck this shit! I need to go inside. Now this is the plan. Once I go in and make sure the coast is clear, I howl out to you guys,” and with that, I left.The moment I walked into the house and found someone kicking Nora to the ground and trying to claw Dylan on the throat, anger rose to my head, and I lost it. I jumped in the air and immediately transi
Nora’s POVThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a cat. It was staring intently at me, or rather, at me and Dylan. My heart began to race as I thought of what next to do. I wanted to scream, but then I remembered. I was not at home. I had been kidnapped. I stared at my lap, and there he was. Dylan. The son I thought I had lost. I fixed him properly on the carton we lay on and stretched my leg. When I turned back, the cat was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn’t too sure of what the time was, but I think it was 4 a.m.ish. I was up, and I couldn’t sleep any more. So I stayed up, watching the sun rise from the little reflection of the sun in the small room.Sitting there, yesterday’s event rang fresh in my mind. I was this close to getting killed. I feared for my life and that of Dylan. Zen looked hell-bent on exacting his revenge on Michael. My eyes went to the door. What if he still tries to kill me again? What am I going to do? I sighed and began to bite my nails. Wha
Mia’s POVThe next thing I know, I am being dragged out of the car, and the car zooms off. I turn my head around. No one was in sight. All I could see were trees and grasses. Tears began to well up in my eyes. Where am I? I stood up and limped to a corner. It was an abandoned building. I took shelter under it. Not wanting to go in, danger might be lurking, or you might stand outside the building for fear of being attacked. My legs were swollen. Partly because of my pregnancy and also because they made me walk half the way. I squinted. I saw no one. Just then, a car sped past me.Wait, was that Nora? Yes, that was Nora. Immediately, I began to jump.“Nora!” I ran after the car, and just before I rounded the corner, I bumped into someone.“Watch where—“wait a minute. I knew that smell came from somewhere. Hercules? I looked up, and it was him. I jumped on him, screaming and crying. Hercules kept wiping my tears. I tried to speak, but he put his hand on my lips.“It’s you. It’s really you
Nora’s POVMy heart raced at the thought of what had just happened. I had been forcibly dragged into the backseat of a car, my screams muffled by a hand over my mouth. Panic surged through my veins, and my mind was a whirlwind of fear and confusion. I struggled against my captors, but their grip on me was firm."Let me go! Help! Someone, please!" I cried out, and my voice choked with terror. Oh no. This was all shades of wrong. And so go all our plans and what-ifs. Nothing matters now."Shut up, you little brat!" one of the kidnappers growled, his voice harsh and menacing. "You're coming with us, whether you like it or not."My eyes darted around the dimly lit interior of the car, searching desperately for a way to escape. But the windows were locked, and the doors were sealed shut. I felt trapped, helpless, and utterly alone. I wanted to cry, but I blinked back my tears. It was as if I had left all my courage and determination on the ground while being shoved into the car.As the car
Nora’s POVImmediately, sleep vanished from my eyes. I blinked a couple of times before it all seemed so real.A letter for me.That could be the answer to my questions. My closure. Was my Dylan dead? Is this a torture letter? Maybe they have a picture of my dead son. Oh, Zen’s brother, you must hate Michael so much. So much that he had to hurt a child to drive home a point. My heart stomped in my chest. Maybe it would not be a good idea to open it yet.The letter trembled in my hands as I stared at it. I stared so long at it that it began to look like another object. I put the letter in my other hand as I rubbed the clammy, shaky one on my dress. Suddenly, everything had changed. The memories of the previous night with Michael.I looked from Michael to the letter. It might look like some piece of paper, but to me, it was as heavy as a rock. Was it blank like the last time, or does it mean my son is still alive? My Dylan.“I... I think I should open it." I looked at Michael. He nodded
Michael’s POVHercules rose up and charged towards Eleanor. The guards were fast, as they grabbed him before his hands could touch her.“Where is she?" Hercules demanded. I grabbed him.“Herc, be calm, please,” I said.“ What? Did you just hear her? She said she knows where Mia is!”“Please be calm, Herc. We will find Mia, I promise you,” and did my brother sit still? He glared at the Eleanor girl. She ducked. I told her to stand aside.“Tell me what you know," I said. She looked scared.“Some days ago, I saw Nyla leave the pack.”“Nyla?” I asked, and she nodded.I always knew that girl had something to hide. “Go on!"“She was headed towards the side of the white oak forest. I told Luna... I mean Miss Nora. Then, later, after the attack, when we were saved, she was angry. I decided to follow her. It was there I saw Zen.” My eyes widened.“You did?” she nodded.“Are you sure? Did you take pictures?” She shook her head, and all my hopes fell.“Then, your highness, I had told Miss Mia abo
Michael’s POV“What do you mean you can’t find her?” I walked in on Hercules, grabbing the neck of one of the search guards.“Herc!” I called out to him.“Where have you looked?” Hercules released him as he glared down on him.I walked to him and pushed him aside. “Don’t touch me,” he snapped as he shoved me away. My blood began to boil.“Everybody out!” I barked. All the guards scramble, like little children, out of the house. Hercules stood with his hands on his hips, and he sighed deeply. Then he ran his hand over his hair.One word. Frustration.“hey Hercules” I tried to touch him, but he slapped my hands away. “I mean it, Michael. Don't touch me!” He pushed me aside.Oh hell, naw.I grabbed him by his hands and landed a blow on him. He fell to the floor. He struggled to stand, and when he did, he checked his nose. There’sblood running.“Has it kicked in yet?” I asked. I am not prepared for what Hercules does next. He grabbed a chair and broke it on my back. The broken chair falls